Pressing On

Pressing On

A Poem by Joey Johnson

 

Try as I may
I will never see past my pain.
For it is exotic
Like a woman’s sweet breath
Upon my neck.
 
Flowing through my veins
The feeling of loss
Is torturing my body.
 
Your gentle touch
Revitalizes my soul.
Awakens the spirit of hope inside of me.
 
I know what is required of me
I must press on.
 
To carry my pain to others
As if a biblical plague
Spreading amongst the masses.
 
Why am I burdened?
 
Is it for who I was
Or who I need to be
If so who am I to become?
 
I used to want to please people
Why should I try
All I see when I see
Are monsters saying they are good people.
 
Horrific
Yet the truth
People are monsters!
 
I want hope
Love
Yes even pain
For with pain is the knowledge that life goes on.
 

Knowing that if I feel pain I can press on!

© 2008 Joey Johnson


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I like your philosophy. It reminds me of what they said in the Marines, "Pain is just weakness leaving the body."

I say that I am thankful for pain, because as long as I can feel pain, I must be alive. I am on some of the strongest pain medicine available, and it still does not take away all of my pain. If they give me a higher doseage, it could kill me. The only way for me to feel no pain at all is to have a general anesthetic, which is not very productive. I will just live with the pain that I have, satisfied that I am alive.

Good poem.
JBD

Posted 16 Years Ago


3 of 3 people found this review constructive.




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i like the combination of concepts in this piece, well carried on.. but i think the poem itself is great, further more the simplicity is shown along the surface, not hidden. by simply saying that pressing on speaks for hope, for love, for realization.. this is a great write.. i believe giving part for the religion make it even corrupted like that of a "biblical plague".... its like there is no hope for lies to get its forsaken justice yet pressing on, going along the flow seems the rational amongst the irrational minds, and that we get eventually the realization we long opt to...

Posted 16 Years Ago


Chloe has got there before me and picked the best line of the poem. Sadly one of the trials of existence seems to be unless we feel pain we are not alive. Thankfully, clearly you are and have written a cool poem!

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Well done Joey..this is a great line... for with pain the knowledge that is life goes on..

Nice poem

Chloe
xoxo

Posted 16 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.

You have such an amazing way with words, This is going in my favorites. Much love your way.

Posted 16 Years Ago


3 of 3 people found this review constructive.

I like your philosophy. It reminds me of what they said in the Marines, "Pain is just weakness leaving the body."

I say that I am thankful for pain, because as long as I can feel pain, I must be alive. I am on some of the strongest pain medicine available, and it still does not take away all of my pain. If they give me a higher doseage, it could kill me. The only way for me to feel no pain at all is to have a general anesthetic, which is not very productive. I will just live with the pain that I have, satisfied that I am alive.

Good poem.
JBD

Posted 16 Years Ago


3 of 3 people found this review constructive.

they say pain is a blessing. it tells you that you are alive.

Posted 16 Years Ago


4 of 4 people found this review constructive.

well written... sad story


Posted 16 Years Ago


4 of 4 people found this review constructive.


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Joey Johnson
Joey Johnson

Amarillo, TX



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